I would love to say that this pregnancy has been nothing but glorious, but that’s not the case. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining by any means. But this one is just so different from what I remember with my first. With H, I was the annoying pregnant lady who did nothing but rave about how much she loved being pregnant and how wonderful it was. I guess the fact that I am now ten years older, my body doesn’t handle things quite like it used to (go figure).
Where to start?
Let’s just say that pelvic pain is real. I never imagined that my pelvic area could hurt this bad. In fact, I didn’t even know that this was an issue during pregnancy. Even the basic things such as walking or sitting are a struggle. Don’t expect me to move anywhere fast, because it just isn’t going to happen. Getting out of bed in the morning or even rolling over takes great effort. I literally feel like a turtle stuck on it’s back. I did go to a chiropractor for a couple of visits and it helped tremendously with my sciatic pain, however, the pelvic pain has grown increasingly worse these past few weeks. I can’t even imagine how I am going to move once my bump gets even bigger.
The sleepless nights have already started to set in. I sleep like a log as soon as my head hits the pillow, but as soon as 2 or 3 am rolls around, I am wide awake and unable to shut off my brain to go back to sleep. I guess this is just my bodies way of preparing me for the sleepless nights to come. Although, there will be a beautiful baby girl to distract me in the future. Napping isn’t really an option during the day since I work full time. I am quite envious of the pregnant mommies who are able to take advantage and catch some much needed zzz’s in the afternoon. Saturday’s seem to be the least productive days for me. It’s like the whole past week catches up with me and my body just seems to shut down completely. And I am sure the fact that I am anemic doesn’t help in any of this.
I was hoping I would get lucky this time and miss out on the joys of Gestational Diabetes, but no dice. Luckily, my Dr. allowed me to skip the three hour glucose test and decided to just go ahead and treat me for GD. My DM class is this upcoming week and I am anxious to start measuring my blood sugars and get some information on how to start managing it and what to eat.
I have thoroughly come to enjoy my evening baths, which usually consist of Epsom salts or some sort of bath bomb. Also, diffusing eucalyptus oil has seemed to help with the dreaded pregnancy congestion. My gums seem to be extra sensitive these days. H keeps asking me why my teeth are bleeding when I brush them, and I tell her that it’s just part of it. She still thinks that girls are lucky because we get to have babies. She is right though, what an amazing blessing it is despite all the little nuances.
Baby E is moving around in my belly more and more and I look forward to feeling every little movement. In fact, I find myself worrying already when I haven’t felt her for a while. I can’t wait to see how beautiful she is and kiss her sweet little cheeks. H is so excited about being a big sister and it just melts my heart tremendously. And as for her daddy, I can already tell he is going to be wonderful. The way his eyes light up even just talking about her is enough to bring tears to mine.
My 26 week appointment is only a few days away and I can’t wait to hear how she is doing in there. I am beyond grateful for this amazing opportunity to be a mommy all over again. I look at my now almost ten year old and wonder where in the world time has gone. And then I find myself looking forward to being able to relive all those first moments that are truly just magical. There are a lot of hard days ahead, but I know they are going to be worth it.
I was 27 weeks with H when I started having my first issues with preterm labor. I was also taken off of work at this time and got to start enjoying the perks of being a SAHM. The reality that I will not be able to stay home with E has started to set in and I can’t help but be saddened already over the time that is going to be missed with her. Trying to find a place where I feel confident in taking my newborn has not been an easy task. But then I keep reminding myself that mothers all over the world do it all the time, and it will just be an adjustment like everything else.
Her little room is starting to come together and I can’t help but feel a sense of calmness every time I walk in there. It’s like I am waiting on this person to arrive that I have never met, yet I already feel so close to, and I am just overfilled with excitement. My heart is full along with my growing belly.